Chapter 2: First Days at Irohama
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Izuku and Katsuki stepped off the bus. Each of them had a backpack containing their respective belongings. They didn't pack very much; since the military school they would be attending had a very strict policy about students wearing their uniforms at all times, save for times of physical education and sleep.
Currently, they both stood in front of the place where they would spend their middle school years, Irohama Military academy.
Irohama was a large, rectangular building standing five stories tall. The building was painted bright red, which made the windows stand out. Above the front door was a large Japanese flag and just below the large flag were three smaller flags, each one the standard of one of the three branches of the Japanese military. From left to right, the flags belonged to the Air Force, Ground Force, and Maritime Force respectively.
"Hurry the hell up, Deku." Katsuki shouted.
Izuku was awoken from his awe to see that Katsuki had already started heading in.
"Coming Kacchan." Izuku called as he chased after his… Let's say friend.
Katsuki and Izuku entered to find a man with a thick mustache behind a wooden desk. The man looked to be in his late forties and was wearing the uniform of a Japanese Maritime Officer. The decorations on his coat identified his rank as a Vice Admiral.
"Um, e-excuse me?" Izuku spoke, getting the attention of the man behind the desk.
"W-we're new students h-here at Irohama." Izuku stuttered out.
"Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo, correct?" A new voice spoke. "I was informed that you would be coming.
Izuku and Katsuki turned to see a boy their age with pale blue hair with bangs that framed his face. He was wearing the uniform of Irohama, a dark blue Gakuran uniform, matching student cap, and a pair of black combat boots. On his jacket was a medal similar to those awarded for military excellence. His posture was stiff as a board.
"It's a pleasure to meet you both. My name is Mikadai Orotaka, class rep. of the Irohama middle school first years." The newly named Mikadai introduced.
"What?" Katsuki asked. "The school year doesn't start until tomorrow. How can there already be a class rep.?"
"Here at Irohama, the position of class rep. is awarded to the student who ranks top of the class of their year." Mikadai explained.
"Okay, so… you're class rep because you were the top student last school year?" Izuku queried.
"In short, yes." Mikadai confirmed.
"I'm guessing you're here to show us around the school?" Katsuki guessed.
"That's correct, but first, we'll need the two of you to change into your new school uniforms. Please follow me." Mikadai explained.
Mikadai started walking towards the door in the back of the room and Katsuki and Izuku followed behind.
Mikadai lead them to what looked like a changing room. In the middle of the room was a bench, and on that bench were a pair of neatly folded dark blue Gakuran uniforms, on top of each of the uniforms was a student cap, under the bench were to pairs of black combat boots.
"The uniform on the right belongs to Cadet Midoriya. The one on the left is for Cadet Bakugo. Your families sent us your measurements in advance, so these uniforms should fit. I'll wait outside the door until your done." Mikadai informed and then took his leave.
Both boys started stripping their clothing and changed into the dark blue Gakuran. They then slipped their feet into the black combat boots and laced them up. Finally, they both put on their student caps.
Izuku looked at his reflection in the changing room mirror. Overall, he looked like he was someone pretending to be something he's not.
Katsuki had left his jacket unbuttoned and his pants were drooping a bit. Katsuki was never big on protocol.
Both boys exited the changing room to find Mikadai there waiting for them as promised.
Mikadai took notice of Katsuki not wearing his uniform properly.
"Cadet Bakugo, I'm going to have to recommend that you wear the uniform correctly." Mikadai advised.
"Oh, yeah? And if I don't?" Bakugo asked as he threateningly released a few small blasts from his palms.
"Then you'll be given Saturday detention." Mikadai replied.
"Huh, big whoop." Katsuki challenged.
Mikadai's face darkened. "Here at Irohama, Saturday detention is ten hours long, and during those ten hours, you'll be stuck watching a ten hour long nature documentary about snails. The background music of the documentary is an out-of-tune bagpipe. The music is so horrible, it's impossible to pass out from boredom. That means that for a full ten hours, you're stuck watching a snail documentary and listing to bad bagpiping. It's so mind numbing, you're half brain dead all through Sunday. By Monday, your basically back to normal, but you're far less keen on breaking the rules a second time." Mikadai explained somewhat ominously.
'Uuuhhh, Scary!' Izuku thought.
"So, Cadet Bakugo, knowing that, are you sure you don't want to correct your uniform?" Mikadai asked sweetly, as if he wasn't being totally ominous a mere moment ago.
Katsuki grumbled as he started to fix his uniform.
"You can be really scary, Mikadai." Izuku noted.
"Cadet Orotaka." Mikadai corrected. "Here at Irohama, students are referred to by the title of 'Cadet' followed by their last name. From now on, you'll be referring to each other as Cadet Bakugo and Cadet Midoriya. Failure to do this could result in Saturday detention."
Katsuki looked annoyed. Izuku looked fearful thinking about the trauma of Saturday detention.
"Cadet Orotaka, could you maybe give us a list of everything that could land us in Saturday detention?" Izuku requested.
"Certainly Cadet Midoriya." Mikadai answered. "Wearing your uniform incorrectly, failure to adhere to Irohama protocol, such as referring to fellow students by something other than the title of Cadet, being late to class, using foul language, and showing disrespect to a member of the faculty."
"Okay, sounds easy enough." Izuku reasoned.
"Exactly." Mikadai confirmed. "Now, please follow me and I'll take you to Irohama's main grounds."
"Wait, this isn't Irohama?" Izuku asked.
"Oh no, this is just the administration building. The face of Irohama if you will. This building also serves as barracks for the faculty and it's also the location of the principal's office and the nurses office."
Mikadai lead Katsuki and Izuku to the back door of the building, and when they exited, both their mouths were agape. The Irohama campus was absolutely enormous. In front of them were three buildings in semicircle formation, all of which were designed the same as the administration building. On the left was a six story building. On the right, a three story building. Finally, in the middle was another three story building.
"The two of you seem impressed." Mikadai noted, bringing the two boys out of their stupor.
"It's… not what we were expecting." Katsuki admitted.
"The six story building on the left is Irohama's elementary school division, the three story building on the right is the high school division, and the three story building in the middle is the middle school division." Mikadai explained.
"Does that mean the grades are separated by floor?" Izuku asked
"Precisely." Mikadai answered.
"Doesn't that mean you're never seen the first year middle school classroom layout?" Katsuki questioned. "How are you supposed to guide us if you don't even know the way."
"You are correct. Our years Drill Sergeant will be taking care of that when we start classes tomorrow." Mikadai confessed.
"Then what's the point of even sending a student guide." Katsuki asked, getting annoyed.
"It's standard duty for a class rep.." Mikadai answered.
"So the faculty pawned it off on you?" Katsuki concluded.
"That's one way of putting it." Mikadai confirmed cheerfully. "Please follow me, I'll show you to the student barracks." Mikadai started walking as Izuku and Katsuki followed.
After a short walk, they came across twelve buildings in two rows of six. The building were each rectangular and made of brick with a semicircular metal roof. The walls were all windowless. Each building had a large, bright red number above the doorway, numbered from one to twelve. Odd numbered buildings on the left, even numbers on the right.
"We're entering seventh grade. That means we'll be staying in barracks number seven for the following school year." Mikadai explained, pointing at the building with the number seven. "Come our graduation to eighth grade we will relocate to barracks number eight and so on."
Mikadai lead Izuku and Katsuki into barracks number seven. The inside was all concrete with no windows. There were a total of thirty bunk beds, fifteen on each side. To the right of each bunk was a set of metal cabinets, an upper cabinet and a lower cabinet. At the very back was a door, presumably leading to a communal bathroom.
"There are sixty students per year, divided into three classes of twenty. They're known as classes A, B, and C. The two of you will be with class A." Mikadai explained. "It's actually very good that the two of you were enrolled. Our year now has a full sixty students."
"Speaking of which, where is everyone?" Katsuki asked.
'That's a good question.' Izuku thought. 'This dorm… er, barracks is completely empty. Shouldn't there be at least a couple of people hanging out around here?'
"Almost all of them are likely over in barracks number one. It's standard that the middle school first years be the ones to console the elementary school first year students who are away from home for the first time." Mikadai answered. "The higher elementary students aren't old enough for the kids to listen to, and the high school students would seem intimidating to a bunch of little kids."
"I guess that makes sense." Izuku noted.
Mikadai nodded and said "They probably won't be back until curfew."
Mikadai pointed toward a bunk near the back and explained "Cadet Midoriya, Cadet Bakugo, the two of you will be sleeping in the bunk on the left, third from the back. You'll find the cabinet space more than adequate for storing your school uniforms, P.E. uniforms, caps, boots, and sleep wear. I recommend you keep the cabinet space clean and tidy, or you'll likely get Saturday detention."
"H-hey, Cadet Orotaka, have you ever had Saturday detention?" Izuku asked.
"Yes, I have. Almost everyone at Irohama experiences Saturday detention while in the elementary school division." Mikadai answered.
"Nipping the problem in the bud when it's still young and impressionable?" Katsuki asked.
"I suppose that's one way of putting it." Mikadai conceded.
'I'm definitely not gonna survive this.' Izuku feared.
"Hey, Cadet Orotaka, you said the position of class rep. goes to the best student of our year, right?" Katsuki asked.
"That's correct." Mikadai responded.
"So, if I were to beat you in an official duel, does that mean I would become class rep. and be recognized as the top student of our year?" Katsuki asked with a menacing smile.
"Defeating me in a fight certainly wouldn't hurt your chances, but the position of class rep. goes to the student who scores the highest across all parts of the school curriculum, physical and academic. The faculty also takes into account who has set the best example for his peers by following all the rules." Mikadai answered.
This answer annoyed Katsuki to no end.
"Cadet Orotaka, I meant to ask, what's your Quirk?" Izuku questioned, going into geek mode.
"My Quirk is called 'Stick or Slip'." Mikadai answered. "I can make any nonliving thing I touch become either super sticky or super slippery. If the sticky and slippery come into contact, then they will cancel each other out, resulting in normalcy."
"So he could make the ground sticky and his shoes slippery so that his opponent gets stuck while he can still move normally. Alternatively, he could make the ground slippery and his shoes sticky so that his opponent won't be able to get a foothold while he remains perfectly balanced. Another way he could fight is to use the sticky aspect of his power on something heavy and stick the heavy item to his opponent, weighing them down. Maybe he could throw sticky dirt at his enemies eyes so they couldn't see and their hands would get stuck when they instinctively try to wipe it off. He could use his slippery power on an enemies weapon so that they wouldn't be able to hold it." Izuku mumbled.
"Is he alright?" Mikadai asked.
"Quirk analysis is kind of his hobby." Katsuki answered with little care. "He does this all the time. You just gotta let the mumbling run its course."
Izuku finally stopped after about 9 minutes of rambling about the possibilities of Mikadai's Quirk.
"Argh, finally." Katsuki uttered after Izuku finally stopped.
"Now that that's done with, I can give you these." Mikadai said as he pulled two folded pieces of paper from his pocket. "These are your class schedules."
Izuku and Katsuki each took one of the papers. They had already been informed that they would be in the same class, meaning that their schedules would be the same, so it didn't really matter who go which paper.
They both looked over their daily schedules. It was what you might expect from a super strict military academy like Irohama.
0530 (5:30 a.m.): Wake up
0531 - 0559 (5:31 a.m. - 5:59 a.m.): Morning hygiene
0600 - 0610 (6:00 a.m. - 6:10 a.m.): Morning inspection
0615 - 0645 (6:15 a.m. - 6:45 a.m.): Breakfast
0650 - 0740 (6:50 a.m. - 7:40 a.m.): Math class
0745 - 0830 (7:45 a.m. - 8:30 a.m.): History class
0835 - 0920 (8:35 a.m. - 9:20 a.m.): Japanese class
0925 - 1010 (9:25 a.m. - 10:10 a.m.): English class
1015 - 1100 (10:15 a.m. - 11:00 a.m.): Science class
1105 - 1150 (11:05 a.m. - 11:50 a.m.): Home economics class
1155 - 1230 (11:55 a.m. - 12:30 p.m.): Lunch
1250 - 1400 (12:50 p.m. - 2:00 p.m.): Martial arts class
1405 - 1700 (2:05 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.): Physical education
1701 - 1745 (5:01 p.m. - 5:45 p.m.): Post workout shower
1750 - 1830 (5:50 p.m. - 6:30 p.m.): Dinner
1831 - 2000 (6:31 p.m. - 8:00 p.m.): Janitorial work
2001 - 2029 (8:01 p.m. - 8:29 p.m.): Free time
2030 (8:30 p.m.): Curfew
2100 (9:00 p.m.): Evening inspection
2130 (9:30 p.m.): Lights out
"As you can see, there is a five minute gap between classes, allowing you time to get from one classroom to the next. There is a twenty minute gap between lunch and martial arts class to give you time to change into you P.E. uniforms. Don't worry about being behind in martial arts. The students in the elementary school division don't learn martial arts until entering middle school, so we'll all be at the beginner level. Regarding the 'janitorial work' part of the schedule, Irohama doesn't have a janitorial staff, instead, the students do the cleaning themselves. It's one of those build character kinds of things. Janitor detail is divided into three categories; cleaning, dishes, and day off. On the first day, class A will handle cleaning, while class B does the dishes, and class C takes the day off. The next day, class A does the dishes, while class B gets the day off, and class C does the cleaning, then we just keep rotating for the rest of the school year. Elementary first and second years are excused from cleaning duty though; their workload is handled by high school second and third years who take on those duties in place of their day off from chores. Regarding free time, each year has there own rec. room, each of said rec. rooms containing a number of books, board games, and a television. The television only shows the news, though. Finishing cleaning duties early means extra freetime, however only if the faculty judge our work as satisfactory. If our work is not up to standard, we could end up losing some, or even all of our free time for the day. All students must return to their respective barracks by curfew and are to remain in full uniform until evening inspection." Mikadai explained. "I assume that answers any questions you may have about the schedule."
Izuku and Katsuki could only nod.
The front door of the barracks opened to reveal another boy their age wearing the Irohama uniform. He had slicked back orange hair and narrow green eyes.
"Cadet Izuku Midoriya, Cadet Katsuki Bakugo, allow me to introduce my bunkmate." Mikadai began.
"Cadet Shinku Nobumura, pleased to make your acquaintance." The newly introduced Shinku finished.
"Incase you're wondering, my Quirk is called 'Shrivel'. I have the power to make anything I touch dehydrate and shrivel up. It even works on living things. It doesn't actually do any damage, though, it would just make a person go completely limp and feel super thirsty. The effect is immediately undone if my victim drinks some water."
Izuku immediately began mumbling over the function and possibilities of Shinku's dehydration Quirk.
"You just had to get him started, didn't you?" Katsuki asked with extreme irritation.
The rest of the day passed by fairly uneventfully. By curfew, the other fifty-six students of the middle school first year class returned to the barracks. They didn't do much in the barracks, the only things they seemed to talk about were current events, politics, and literature. It was not really that surprising to hear those topics from the students of a military school.
By lights out, Izuku had only a single thought before he became dead to the world. 'My mom sent me here to toughen me up. I won't let her down. The next time she sees me, I won't just be some little wimp, I'll be a soldier. This is my soldier academia.'
Okay, so, that's chapter two.
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